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Whispers in the Cold
In the quiet of winter's longest nights,
Where shadows bend the pale moonlight.
A heart encased in cold, white snow,
It yearns for warmth yet still unknown.
Loneliness, a bitter friend, in silence,
It whispers without end.
Yet...
Where shadows bend the pale moonlight.
A heart encased in cold, white snow,
It yearns for warmth yet still unknown.
Loneliness, a bitter friend, in silence,
It whispers without end.
Yet...
